Текст песни Rush - 2112

Жанр: Hard Rock / Progressive Rock
Исполнитель: Rush
Альбом: 2112
Длительность: 20:38
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'I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging Into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as They trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, Just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening. 'My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under The Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons. I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found Something that changed it all...' [I. Overture] And the meek shall inherit the earth... [II. Temples of Syrinx] ...'The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every Federation city. I Have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated And directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by The benevolent wisdom of the priests...' We've taken care of everything The words you hear, the songs you sing The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes It's one for all and all for one We work together, common sons Never need to wonder how or why We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers fill the hallowed halls We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls Look around at this world we've made Equality our stock in trade Come and join the Brotherhood of Man Oh, what a nice, contented world Let the banners be unfurled Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers fill the hallowed halls We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls [III. Discovery] '...Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I Found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in My hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful...' '...I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound Differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds And soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the Temples! I can't wait To tell the priests about it!...' What can this strange device be? When I touch it, it gives forth a sound It's got wires that vibrate and give music What can this thing be that I found? See how it sings like a sad heart And joyously screams out it's pain Sounds that build high like a mountain Or notes that fall gently like rain I can't wait to share this new wonder The people will all see it's light Let them all make their own music The Priests praise my name on this night [IV. Presentation] '...In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim, Expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed Throughout the silent Temple Hall...' '...Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet rejection! Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father Brown ground My precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet...' I know it's most unusual To come before you so But I've found an ancient miracle I thought that you should know Listen to my music And hear what it can do There's something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Yes, we know, it's not...
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